Seville was the last stop of my two weeks in Spain, and damn it was about time I visited this place! For years I had heard about Seville, a city that was right there a little across the boarder, and still I made excuses every time I chose not to. This time I made it!
I arrived to Seville from Cordoba and I was really happy to leave, because for some reason I just couldn’t connect and find the breathtaking beauty of it. I knew Seville was going to blow my mind. I knew it was the place I needed to go in order to discovermy hidden love for Spain.
I stayed at Hostel Trotamundos, with a good location that allowed me to walk to and from the bus station, as well as the entire city with all its attractions. The receptionist at the time made me smile by trying to speak Portuguese with me and telling me I had a great Spanish. Unfortunately, for no reason what so ever, I started feeling sick a little after my arrival, and only managed to see the city on the last day. I still wasn’t feeling good, but it was my last day, and I was not going to waste it by laying in bed.
I started the day with a typical Spanish breakfast, tostada con jamón, on my way to exploring! Drank my latte sit on a bench by the bridge to cross the river, and I got to the other side to Triana Neighborhood. It was still really early, so I had the streets pretty much to myself and I loved it.
With a small budget for the day, I decided I would spend a little more than usual to get into one main attraction of Seville. So, after wandering around Santa Cruz, a total must if you are visiting the city, I got my ticket to my chosen attraction in Seville, theAlcazar de Sevilla. The amount of people inside the Palace were way too much in the beginning, as several tours were happening at the time, meaning I was not that happy about my 10€ spent. That was until I got to the patio I had been looking for and I was starting to feel the love.
It was only when I took the first look at the gardens that I went crazy and felt like doing a happy run and started wishing I had all the time in the world to be there. Maybe if I hide under some tree they close the gardens and I’ll just stay here? A crazy thought that came to my mind.
This place really touched my heart. There was a lot of people close to the fountain, but after going into the gardens it is really easy to be alone and enjoy the peace and quiet of this place, because I swear there is something magical about it and I was hooked from the moment I laid eyes on this beautiful place.
Finding a cheap place to eat in Seville is pretty easy too, and I ended up paying only 5€ for lunch, which for Spain I would stay is a pretty good deal. And the food is actually pretty good and not that much fried food like in other parts of Spain, like Madrid (sorry!).
Seville is a precious little place that had always been right next to me and I finally got to visit and it stole my heart. I wish I hadn’t been sick, but things happen and there’s nothing you can do about it, except push your body to move around a new city even when you are not feeling 100% yourself. Being sick when I solo travel really is one of the worst things that can happen to me, but for some reason, I got sick on all my trips and I still managed to jump out of bed, explore and do what makes me happy.
The next morning I made a surprise to my boyfriend, or it was suppose to be a surprise but I got so excited that I couldn’t get to Lisbon without telling him. I suck at keeping secrets basically! I was suppose to get a direct bus from Seville back to Lisbon, arriving at 8pm and he would pick me up. But the night before I found a bus to Faro (in the south of Portugal) at 9am, and from there I had a million options to reach Lisbon, so when I sent him a message at 10am saying “Babe, we are in the same country again!!!!” it was like a countdown until I arrived a little after lunch time. I love traveling, but I love my babe more than anything too, and the smile on his face every time I arrive back home, is everything!
If you are in need of some motivation, I will leave you with the quote that always gets me out of bed when things are going wrong:
“If you can’t fly, then run,
If you can’t run, then walk,
If you can’t walk, then crawl,
But whatever you do,
You have to keep moving forward”
– Martin Luther King Jr.